JADE
Eli didn’t waste any time. He got up and pulled me up with him.
“The ring first,” he insisted as he took the box from my hand. “I need to know that you’re going to be mine.”
He pulled the ring out and dropped the box on the coffee table.
I started to sob as he put the gorgeous ring on my finger.
“Don’t cry, Butterfly,” he said huskily as he picked me up and carried me into my bedroom. “If I had my way, you’d never fucking cry again.”
“I’m happy,” I said. “They’re happy tears this time.”
“I can think of a lot better things we can do to be happy,” he growled as he lowered me to my feet beside the bed.
“Then show me,” I requested.
My body was already on fire, and he’d barely touched me. I was still having a hard time believing that Eli was really going to be mine.
He reached for the bottom of his sweater and pulled it over his head. “You own me, Jade. You know that, right?” he asked in a deep, sincere tone of voice.
I shuddered as I grabbed the sweater and tossed it on the floor. Eli was intentionally letting himself be vulnerable to me, and I’d never, ever betray that kind of trust.
I pulled the sweatshirt over my head and tossed that away, too, leaving me bare from the waist up.
“You own me, too, Eli,” I told him.
Because the emotion between us was so intense, there was some kind of crazy primal need we both had to belong to each other. I could feel it thick in the air around us.
All I really wanted to do was surrender to it.
I wasn’t afraid to give myself to Eli, any more than he minded letting me make him mine.
He snaked an arm around my waist and tugged me in until our upper bodies met skin-to-skin.
And it was bliss.
“You were always meant to be mine,” he rasped before his head came down to capture my mouth.
I opened for him, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was greedy for the taste of him, every single bit of longing I’d harbored for weeks pouring from my lips to his.
I touched every inch of bare skin I could find, and then searched for more, my fingers exploring, trying desperately to bring Eli as close to me as I could possibly get him.
“Fuck!” he cursed when he’d lifted his hungry mouth from mine. “I need you, Jade.”
I needed him, too, and he didn’t resist when my fingers fumbled with the buttons of his jeans. They were tight because he was enormous and totally erect, but I managed to finally get them undone.
I dropped to my knees and practically clawed at the material to get it down his muscular legs, taking his boxer briefs with the jeans.
He kicked them aside as I palmed his enormous cock. I shivered as my fingers moved over what felt like silk over steel, and I bent forward to let my tongue taste the tiny bead of moisture on the tip.
I didn’t get another taste because Eli hauled me to my feet.
The expression on his face was fierce as he said, “You have no idea how much I’d love to have those beautiful lips wrapped around me right now, but there’s other things I want more.”
“Like what?” I asked breathlessly.
“You,” he grunted.
He reached for my shorts and tugged them down my legs until they were bunched at my ankles so I could kick them off.
His eyes roamed over me possessively as he said, “I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as you.”
I shivered as his hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs tracing over my hard nipples. He squeezed them for a moment and then let go, and the painful pleasure made my core clench with a need so savage that it was overwhelming.
His hand slipped between my thighs, and he was met by nothing but wet heat.
“God, baby, you’re so damn wet.”
I closed my eyes and moaned, helpless, as his finger slid over my clit. “Eli,” I whimpered, my longing for him so deep that it was almost scary.
His fingers were merciless, every stroke driving me higher and higher.
I let out a whine when he suddenly stopped, lifted me, and tumbled us both onto the bed.
In an instant, his mouth was where his finger had been, and it was scorching hot as he buried his head between my legs.
There was no gentle teasing. He devoured me with a white-hot passion that made me half-crazy.
Eli wasn’t tentative in anything he did, but when he threw himself into my pleasure, it felt so good it was almost unbearable.
His tongue moved in a carnal, ravenous motion, over and over on the tiny bundle of nerves that was screaming for attention.
My climax rushed up to meet me so quickly that I was mewling nonsense as my thighs began to shake.
His fingers slid inside me, and he curled them until he hit a spot that sent me careening over the edge.
“Oh-my-God-I’m-not-going-to-live-through-this,” I screamed.
My back and hips arched off the bed as my orgasm steamrolled over me.
I was a panting mess after my climax had chewed me up and spit me out.
But it had only made me all the more desperate to get Eli inside me.
“Okay?” Eli asked gruffly as he moved up my body.
“Fuck me, Eli,” I pleaded.
I was feeling desperate.
He pulled me on top of him. “Ride me, baby,” he demanded.
I straddled him eagerly, but I had no experience with the position. “I don’t know what to do,” I confessed.
He grasped my hips and lowered me down until I could feel the tip of his cock against my sex.
I lowered myself down, savoring every single inch until he was buried to his balls.
“Yes,” I hissed as I balanced myself with my hands on his shoulders.
It felt like he was buried so deep that he’d never come out. But he proved me wrong as he guided my hips to pull out, and then sink down on him again.
We moved just like that together, Eli pushing up as I sank down, every thrust slow and deep.
I purred, my carnal urges momentarily satisfied, but I still wanted more.
My eyes roamed over Eli’s face, relishing the intense pleasure I saw there. I straightened up and leaned back as he increased the pace, noticing that he had his legs bent so I could rest against them for support.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, getting lost in the erotic pleasure of the steadily increasing rhythm that was threatening to tear me apart.
“Fuck, Jade,” Eli growled. “It’s too damn good.”
I leaned forward again, putting my hands on his chest. “Just come, Eli,” I said. “Don’t hold back.”
“I’ll never come without you,” he said roughly as he reached a hand between our bodies and found my clit.
It took very little stimulation to set me off.
My channel clenched hard around Eli’s cock as I shuddered my way to climax.
He tightened his hold on my hips and started to slam his hips up in a frenzied pace while he put a hand around the back of my neck and pulled my mouth down for a kiss that tasted like love, lust, hot and sweaty sex, and intense orgasm.
I lay sprawled across his chest, my body totally spent as I tried to catch my breath.
My entire body was limp, but Eli was cradling me protectively, so I knew I’d eventually recover.
When I could move, I slid to Eli’s side, and his arm tightened around me again.
Emotions welled up inside me, and they were all so jumbled that I couldn’t identify much except the love that I had for the man who had just completely rocked my world.
“I love you,” I told him.
“I love you, too, baby,” he answered.
It was the last thing I remembered hearing before I fell asleep.